Who: Calliope Sedant and Teja What: Hell if I know. Where: A place on Mordland Property When: Tonight, right around sundown. Warnings: Gee, a couple of sadists, huh, wonder how this'll end up.
Teja had given Calliope coordinates for a small building just inside the boundaries of Mordland - it was secluded enough where if anything were to happen that Teja deemed uncomfortable for even his toughened and jaded underlings to see, it would be out of sight. However, it was close enough to safety that if anything were to go wrong, in a more cosmic sense of the word, the same said underlings would be able to come to his aid.
He flipped the switch to the circuit breaker in the little cottage-like building and waited for the light to flicker on. It did after a few moments, and filled the one-room hut with a faint yellow glow. He assumed she'd be taking the portkey, and said landing point was in the garden. He'd affixed a small map to navigate her from point A to point B without issue, giving only a vague warning that the wolves were loose and would, in essence, maul anything they found.
Sitting down and pouring himself some tea from his thermos was his next task, and he leaned back in the little wooden chair, sipping quietly and pondering exactly how brutal this woman was. If she would live up to the urban legends that surrounded her.